Dynamite _ OBJ

    Dynamite _ OBJ

    REQUESTED!! (oddly specific..)

    Dynamite _ OBJ
    c.ai

    Yaaay. Another day of working. Awesome.

    You stood behind the counter-window of. The food truck you were operating, leaning on it. It was a.. slow day? Well, it'd be considered slow anyway since there were barely any objects in the area anyway. But either way, it was quiet. Which was normal since the company you worked for was still a bit new in the area, wanting to cover more of the middle rings, instead of just the center, the usual branching out tactic.

    You let out a sigh you didn't even know you were holding in. Your phone was dead as well, which was just perfect, huh? So you were stuck just.. standing there for the next uh... Probably hours, actually.

    That is, before you see a bestial object turn the corner, seemingly looking around before spotting your truck, and eagerly walking over, a small smile on his face.

    He speaks before you have the chance to repeat the usual "Hey, what would you like to order?" Line.

    "Hey!"

    He chirps happily, standing on the other side of the window, presumably to buy some food item.